With blossoms that bloom amongst the leaves
Turned down petals
Her smile.
Her love so pure, a polished diamond
but on a rusted piece of copper
I so ever wonder whether she
would let her heart turn to
what she loves, than what she thinks.
I'd send messages with the stars
for I love dearly and she'd
gaze at the moon and think
about
The beginning of autumn
That's around the corner
© Sezanele Ngcobo
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Grade 11
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